Emma believed she had it all—a dream marriage to the charismatic and wealthy David Lawson. Life seemed perfect, and their love story felt like something out of a fairytale. But on their second wedding anniversary, Emma’s perfect world crumbled. A shocking discovery unraveled the web of lies her husband had spun, leaving her questioning everything she thought she knew about him. As if betrayal wasn’t enough, the person threatening to destroy her marriage turned out to be her husband’s old flame—a woman from his past who was none other than Emma’s own sister. Torn between love, loyalty, and betrayal, Emma must make a choice: fight to save her marriage and confront the devastating truths or walk away to rebuild her life on her own terms. Dive into Emma’s captivating journey of heartbreak, resilience, and self-discovery in a story where love and betrayal collide.
View MoreEmma sat at her desk, completely immersed in some paperworks. The hospital had been unusually busy that morning, and she barely had a moment to glance at the clock. When she finally did, she was surprised to see how much time had passed. A soft knock on her office door broke her focus. She looked up to see Dr. Hannah, one of her colleagues and a friend she had made at the hospital. Hannah leaned against the doorframe, smiling. “Hey, Emma, how is work going? I’m heading out for lunch. Want to join me?” Emma hesitated, her eyes flickering toward her phone. Christian had been picking her up for lunch almost every day lately, and she wasn’t sure if he would show up today. “I should probably check with someone first,” Emma said, pulling out her phone. Hannah raised a brow but nodded. “Sure, I’ll wait.” Emma quickly dialed Christian’s number. He picked up after a few rings. “Hey,” his familiar voice greeted her. “Hey,” Emma replied. “Are you coming to pick me up for lunch to
“Yes, I want the transition to be gradual,” Christian said over the phone in an authoritative tone. “We can’t afford to disrupt operations too much, but the shift to New York is necessary. The market there is stronger, and our resources will be better utilized.” "Moving the company to the U.S.? That’s a huge shift. How will you handle logistics?” Christain's partner responded over the phone.Christian ran a hand through his hair. “I’ve already spoken to key stakeholders. Some are on board, but others will need convincing. The goal is to relocate the headquarters within the next few years. We’ll start by moving a few major departments, see how it works, and then expand from there.” “The board won’t like this. Some will definitely resist,” the other voice said, expressing his concerns.“That’s expected,” Christian replied. “I’ll handle them. If they can’t see the bigger picture, they’ll be left behind.” After a few more exchanges, Christian ended the call and set his phone down.
The elevator doors were just about to close when David’s sharp eyes caught sight of movement behind Emma. His entire body went rigid. Christian. He was just stepping out of Emma’s house. David’s blood boiled. A rush of anger flooded his veins, overriding all logic. Without a second thought, he lunged forward, slamming his hand against the elevator doors to force them open again.“What the hell is he doing here, Emma? what is he doing in YOUR house?” His voice was sharp, his dark eyes burning as they locked onto Christian. Emma’s stomach twisted into knots. Her worst fear was coming true. More than anything, she feared what would happen if Claire innocently stepped outside. Ignoring David, her gaze darted to Christian, subtly tilting her head toward the door as if telling him to go back inside. But Christian merely glanced at her, his expression calm. Then, without a word, he patted her shoulder lightly, his touch firm yet reassuring. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke
About an hour later, Emma was seen carrying a large grocery bag in each hand.As she approached her doorstep, she suddenly stopped in her tracks at the figure standing there.What was he doing here?David stood near the entrance of her house, his posture rigid, hands shoved deep into his pockets—just like he had at the hospital. Emma frowned. Something about him felt really off. Her hands trembled slightly, but she tightened her grip on the grocery bags, forcing herself to stay composed. What was he doing here? Why had he come to her house? A wave of unease settled over her as she stepped closer. Her mind raced—Claire was inside with Christian, and David was standing just right outside her door. Her stomach twisted in panic…He must not see Claire. She could not let that happen.The possibility of father and daughter meeting, of David looking into Claire’s face and realizing the truth, filled her with panic. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears.She had to make him leave—now. Be
After leaving the hospital, Emma received a phone call. She answered it without much thought, feeling a bit exhausted by the events of the day.“Ms. Morgan? Your car has been repaired. You can come pick it up now.”Relief washed over her. At least something was finally going right today. “Thank you. I’ll be there soon.” She headed to the repair shop and walked inside. The mechanic greeted her with a nod. “How much do I owe you?” she asked, reaching into her bag. The man hesitated before responding, “It’s already been taken care of, Ms. Morgan.” Emma frowned. “What? By who?” “Mr. Grayson paid for everything.” Emma’s fingers tightened around her wallet.David.Of course, it was him. Always interfering, always handling things on her behalf without even asking. She should’ve known. Emma felt a bit uneasy. She wanted to refuse, to pay for it herself, but what was the point? The mechanic had already been paid. There was nothing more to say. Forcing herself to remain calm,
Emma stepped out of the ward, her gaze following the direction Allison had left. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she hesitated for a moment before walking after her. She clearly wasn’t fond of Allison, and she knew the feeling was mutual. But this wasn’t about rivalry or resentment—this was about understanding. No matter what, Allison was a mother. She had carried Henry, given birth to him, and raised him alone for two years. That kind of sacrifice could only mean one thing—she had loved David deeply, perhaps still did. Hearing her own son say that she had no real relationship with the man she had built a life around must have felt like a sharp knife cutting through her heart. Emma knew that pain too well. She had felt it more than once. So, despite the differences she had with Allison, she wasn't so heartless not to realize how hurt Allison must have felt at that instant.When she finally found Allison, the sight surprised her. Allison was leaning against a hospital wall in a
As soon as Emma stepped out of the car, her gaze immediately landed on Allison, who stood a few meters away, watching them intently.She didn’t miss the way Allison tensed, how her fingers curled slightly into her palm before she forced a smile. But Emma saw right through it. The smile was tight, strained—forced. Emma knew exactly what was running through Allison’s mind. She knew Allison would assume the worst, wondering why she was together with David, but she didn’t care.Whatever Allison thought was her problem. Allison, however, quickly masked her emotions. She didn't want to act like a jealous lover jumping to conclusions and acting irrationally in front of David.Instead, she kept her composure and turned to him. “Our son just woke up. Come see him; he's been asking after you.” Her voice was steady, but Emma didn’t miss the flicker of unease in her eyes.David barely got a word in before she grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside.Emma exhaled. She had no reason to follow th
As Emma walked away from David, she didn’t turn back. She didn’t hesitate. She just left.Just as she reached her car, her phone rang. It was the hospital number. She froze for a second before answering.“Dr. Morgan?”“Yes, speaking.”“Henry is awake,” the voice on the other end said. “Your presence is needed at the hospital.”Her grip tightened on the phone. “I’ll be there as soon as possible.”Ending the call, she yanked open her car door and slid into the driver’s seat. Turning the key, she expected the familiar hum of the engine, but instead—silence.Emma frowned. She tried again. And again. The car refused to start.“No, no, not now,” she muttered under her breath, trying once more. The car remained dead.Her fingers trembled as she pulled out her phone to call her mechanic, but after several attempts, all she heard was,‘The number you have dialed is currently switched off’“Damn!” Emma exclaimed angrily. She needed to be at the hospital immediately; why wouldn't her car start?
The sharp ring of a phone jolted Emma back to reality.She blinked, her breath catching in her throat as reality crashed down on her like a cold wave. She wasn’t supposed to be here, wasn’t supposed to let herself fall into old habits, into the warmth of David’s hold. The past had no place in her life anymore.With a sudden jolt, she pushed against his chest, breaking free from his embrace. David felt a sense of loss the moment Emma broke free from his grasp. It felt like a dream come true to have her in his arms, e en for a fleeting moment, but that dream has been cut short by the sound of his phone. Annoyed, he pulled the device from his pocket and switched it to silent mode without even checking the caller. Right now, nothing else mattered.Emma took the moment to steady herself, inhaling deeply as she fought to calm her pounding heart. When she finally spoke, her voice was sharp.“What kind of game are you playing, David?” Her tone was low, but the anger in it was unmistakable.
When the call came a second time, Emma knew something was wrong. It wasn’t work—she’d taken leave, and it wasn’t family because she’d distanced herself from them. That left only one person: Sophie, her best friend, despite today being Emma’s “no disturbance” day. “Sophie?” Emma answered, confused. “Emma, the airport? Seriously?” Sophie teased, laughing. “What are you talking about?” “I’m behind you... wait, you’re not here?” Sophie’s tone immediately shifted. “No, I’m at home.” “Then who’s with David?” Emma’s heart skipped. “What?” “Never mind, it’s your anniversary—” “No, Sophie. Tell me now. Is David there? Who’s he with?” After a pause, Sophie sighed. “Let me send you a picture.” Emma opened the photo. Her breath hitched. It was David, her husband, standing with another woman, her back to the camera, hugging him intimately. The phone rang again. Sophie’s voice was panicked. “Emma, are you okay? I’m so sorry—” “You’ve done nothing,” Emma replied coldly. “...
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